Sisters,sisters, there were never more devoted sisters...

In the holiday classic "White Christmas" Bing and Danny dress up as sisters and sing the devoted sisters song. When we were kids, my sisters and I had to get up and perform the number right along with them and even today we sometimes break into a random verse of the chorus of that song.

Today is my sister Jena's birthday, so today I'm going to tell you how lucky I am to have sisters.

I don't know how I would get along with out them. There are four of "us girls" in my immediate family and I can guarantee you that "you don't want to mess with us girls". My sisters are strong, confident, independent and beautiful. They are "go to girls", if anybody needs a problem solved, a crisis diverted or a helping hand with something my sisters are there. They are like female versions of McGuyver. Remember him? Put him in a jungle with a roll of tape, a butter knife and a q-tip and he could build a resort.

Now over the years, yes indeed we have had our personality clashes, because although we all come from the same background we are all very different ( nature vs nurture playing out before our very eyes) and, as my brother-in-law would say " each one of us is always right".

But over the years it's also been proven over and over that I never have to wonder if my sisters are going to be there for me- it's a given. They've got my back no matter what, and I've got theirs. We can function very well as a pack, banding together as one, and we each fly solo equally well.

If I feel there is something missing in me at the moment, I know it's present in one of them and all I have to do is call and ask to borrow it. Be it knowledge, strength, warmth, understanding, joy, laughter or love, one of my sisters has what I need at the moment, and I'm confident that when she calls me searching for something she has temporarily misplaced in her heart and mind, I'm gonna have it right here at my fingertips, and be able to pay her back because that is just the way "us girls" are.